A Kingdom Of Ruin Novels & Stories

He was making sure I felt every ounce of the fire I had started. "You think you can just say sorry and have the world go back to normal," Liam continued. "But some things are broken beyond repair. You didn't just break a glass. You ground it into dust. You can't put dust back together." "I will do anything," I whispered into the carpet. "I will leave the house. I will go to a different city. Just don't hate me. Please don't hate me."

She must think I dumb, for Gods' sake. "Four Kingdoms. In order of power, hm? Alright. The Kingdom of Uzuri, in the northwestern region. The Kingdom of Raen, in the midwest region. The Kingdom of Absalom, in the eastern region. The Queendom of Accorsa, in the northern region. And lastly, the Kingdom of Kimaya, in the southern region of the United Kingdoms. Also commonly known as the UK!" As I said, I counted them in my fingers.

It was a strong kingdom showered with prosperity. However, the people live in conflict. Everyone wants to stand out more than anyone in wits and in power, and so, an internal war occurs. Thousands have died and the world went into chaos. The throne of the Ultimate was threatened. Other lands join forces trying to conquer the crown. But, the Ultimate King was a freak keen. Before everything turns into a burning hell, he divided the utopia into three realms: the Burgh Xelestia which comprise the Lightens, the Neitheria which holds the Darkens, and the Alluvium which contains the Mortals.

It's a place of ruins somewhere on Irish soil, but I notice something significant. I tell it as it is. "Ruins of a Gaelic kingdom lost from a war that happened a thousand years ago. It's the one place in the world where the sun does not shine. The souls of those who perished in the war are still alive in those ruins." I return to reality, shaking off the eerie feeling that those memories spurred. I whisper. "There, that's how you find it." It takes just a second for a perfectly made plan to erupt into pieces of nothing. Jai, full of excitement, turns away, spreading his arms at his sides and looking up to the sky. He shuts his eyes, living his dream too soon.

{Revna’s POV} The wind in the outskirts of the Western Wilds carried many things— the smell of unburied rage, the metallic tang of abandoned hopes, and the whispers of wolves who had nothing left to lose. Perfect. These were the places where kingdoms rot quietly, long before they collapse loudly. I walked into the ruins of an old battle outpost, the stones scorched black by a forgotten war. Rogues lingered around makeshift fires, their eyes sharp with hunger— some for food, others for purpose. This was my next location.

The ground rumbled— **CRACK** A jagged line split the vault floor open, revealing stairs spiraling down into even blacker dark. The air that came up smelled like Grandmother's perfume and the bad place where they gave me shots that made me sleepy. Eight vanished from in front of us and reappeared at the top of the stairs. "Come see what they built you for." Father's arm became steel around me. "We're leaving." But the clone put a hand on his shoulder. "If we don't learn the rules, we can't win the game."

Annoyed by their silence, Monvane lunged at them, attempting to grab one by the neck, but his hands passed through their bodies like air. His eyes widened in shock. He tried again, but the same thing happened. Frustrated and unsettled, King decided to return home to find answers to the strange events happening around him. The protectors followed him but remained outside once he entered his house. King immediately retrieved the ancient books containing the history of the supernatural world, books passed down through Alpha bloodlines for generations. He flipped to the witches section and froze instantly. The image staring back at him looked exactly like Arita.

Then, when the woman disappeared and Kanye Shannon became vulnerable with grief, Christina slid herself perfectly into the empty space beside him. She became his comfort, pretending to be a reliable support. And before he even realized what was happening, she had completely replaced Dahlia’s mother and turned Dahlia into a stranger inside her own home. Now he’s losing everything. His empire is collapsing, his daughter hates him, and the woman he trusted most has already sunk her claws too deep into his life for him to escape. “Prove yourself to me.” I slide my hand slowly down Victoria’s body until I reach her waist, pressing her harder against me. “Then I’ll be all yours.”

“I am the Queen of Ruin.” Rafik’s gentle hands elegantly pleased Tessa’s breasts when he left her throat. “Yes. My Queen. I would see that you are the greatest destroyer ever breathed into being. I want to watch you burn the whole world and bask in the warmth of its flames. Just take me with you, Rohi.” Smashing her lips into his, Tessa released him from the depths of her endlessly hungry body as she lifted herself from the bed. “I’ll be right back.” Slipping her silk nightgown over her body, Rafik turned to watch while he continued to pant in recovery.

I can feel my hands shaking as I pushed the door opened. And right there, there was Ellaine and Daevon together. Coincidentally, his eyes roamed to look at me and immediately distanced himself from his girl. “H-Honey,” he called out. Slowly, a bitter smile crept in to my face, “For the second time, you ruined me,” I mumbled and quickly turned away from them and ran. I quickly headed towards the elevator down to ground floor to fetch my car. Tears started rolling down my cheeks despite me wiping them over and over. I pulled my car door opened and closed it. For one last time, I looked at the building before starting the engine.